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第五十八章 炼魂

In an instant, the malevolent energy surged, and faint cries of ghosts could be heard. The Song brothers were so frightened that their faces turned pale, their teeth chattering uncontrollably, unable to even utter a plea for mercy.

Three balls of dark green flames drifted from the Hundred Souls Banner, entering the bodies of the three individuals. Under the illumination of ghostly lights, Ye Tian's expression became more ferocious. He held the Hundred Souls Banner in his right hand and continuously infused spiritual energy into it.

At first, their expressions were filled with pain as they struggled despite being unable to move. However, after a moment, their breathing ceased.

Ye Tian handed the Hundred Souls Banner to his left hand and cast a spell with his right, injecting several beams of white light into their bodies. Following these lights, three yellow light balls were pulled out from within them.

These were their souls, struggling to escape. Ye Tian hummed and waved his small banner, causing a wave of black energy to sweep over the yellow light balls, bundling them together.

"Seize!"

The Hundred Souls Banner suddenly grew larger, and ghostly mists coalesced into a gruesome skull that swallowed the three souls whole.

Ye Tian's expression did not lighten; instead, it became even more serious. Spell after spell was cast into the ghost banner, his hands stretched out as green ghost flames spewed forth.

Begin purification...

Should he strike or leave?

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment before turning around without emotion. Although his strength had grown immensely,魔道 practitioners were too mysterious and unpredictable. Acting rashly in such circumstances would be unwise.

Moreover, the other party was a Flexible Spirit Period cultivator with limited resources. Killing him would yield few benefits; if he failed, it could lead to regret. Lin Xuan did not have any sense of righteousness or duty towards upholding the law against demons and monsters. He would not risk anything for no gain.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lin Xuan decided to leave. Today's incident was best forgotten, and he vowed never to see Ye Tian again.

Lin Xuan carefully concealed his aura as he walked down the mountain. His figure soon disappeared from sight.

Sitting cross-legged, Ye Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction Lin Xuan had left. A vicious glint flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for the sensitive souls within the Hundred Souls Banner to human auras, he would not have noticed anyone nearby. Whoever this person was, they could not be allowed to live.

Ye Tian gritted his teeth as the spell运转 accelerated, fully focusing on purifying the three cultivators' souls.

Fortunately, their magical power was low and their souls were not particularly strong. They were quickly refined and integrated into the Hundred Souls Banner. Holding the magic artifact in his hand, Ye Tian's face was filled with joy, but as he looked up, a terrifying aura emanated from him. He recognized the path and pursued it fiercely.

Lin Xuan had yet to return to Drifting Cloud Valley when what he witnessed today left an eerie feeling even on him. Fellow cultivators fighting each other, and extracting souls—such things were unimaginable within their sect. This incident served as a reminder that cultivation was not only arduous but also perilous; one misstep could lead to the scattering of soul and body. To travel further down this path, he must be more cautious in everything.

Of course, the most important thing was to strengthen his strength—strength being the first rule for happy survival in the world of cultivation.

Lin Xuan suddenly stopped walking. His divine sense was far stronger than that of other cultivators at his level and detected someone rapidly approaching from this direction, with a violent aura.

Ye Tian!

Recognizing him, Lin Xuan quickly checked his body, then his expression changed as he silently channeled the spell, releasing spiritual energy to envelop his body.

From his pocket, he took out a talisman and贴ed it on himself. Miraculously, the solid ground beneath his feet turned into soft flowing sand, and Lin Xuan's entire body sank underground before the sand reverted back to earth.

After a moment, Ye Tian arrived but was puzzled, looking around. Earlier, while refining the Hundred Souls Banner, the other party had hidden nearby, their bodies slightly tainted with阴气 (yin energy), though not enough to be noticeable. Through the souls within the ghost banner, he could easily locate his position.

For some reason, that feeling suddenly vanished.

Had the other party discovered him in advance?

Could it be a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Ye Tian thought so because魔道 practitioners' cultivation techniques were unique; their divine senses were far stronger than those of ordinary cultivators. Due to the rapidity of his magical cultivation, he was already at the Sixth Layer of Flexible Spirit Period.

However, his divine sense had surpassed that of a Fully Realized Flexible Spirit cultivator. Unless it was a Foundation Establishment expert, no one could have detected him in advance.

But if the other party were a Foundation Establishment cultivator, wouldn't they have struck him down on the mountain top?

Ye Tian pondered this but couldn't come to a conclusion, his mind filled with doubts. He didn't know that under normal circumstances,魔道 practitioners' divine senses were indeed stronger than those of ordinary cultivators at their level. But Lin Xuan was an exception; his cultivation of Heart Refinement Path and purification of spirit herbs had greatly enhanced his divine sense.

In terms of divine sense alone, Lin Xuan did not fall short of a Foundation Establishment first-stage cultivator!

A wise man may make one mistake in a thousand considerations. Initially, Lin Xuan had been slightly careless, failing to notice the slight阴气 (yin energy) on himself. Now that he had enveloped it with spiritual energy, the other party could no longer detect him.

Unable to locate his target, Ye Tian grew anxious. Although he couldn't determine the other party's cultivation level, being discovered using his younger brother's soul for a magic artifact would surely bring severe consequences from the sect.

With a firm jaw, a fierce expression appeared on Ye Tian's face as he took out the Hundred Souls Banner and infused it with spiritual energy. Black mists rolled outwards, spreading around him.

Lin Xuan was not going to wait for the other party to make a move. Although he couldn't determine what spell Ye Tian intended to use, he knew things would not end well.

Since that was the case, it was better to strike first.

Lin Xuan remained calm as he raised his hand. Despite being in the ground, the flow of sand allowed him free movement; the only drawback was the inability to breathe. However, with his current cultivation level, holding his breath for a dozen minutes or so would not be an issue.

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